"Shall I help you destroy them?" Nanzhi asked.
"No need to help me, don't just add karma." Su Fangmu replied, "And don't look at me like that again, I really don't taste good, it tastes terrible."
The eavesdropping Tuanzi said: "Excuse me: Mr. Su is eating free rice again."
"God, please give us a little rain and give us a way to survive." Su Fangmu held three sticks of incense.
"It's better to worship me directly."
"Is it useful to worship you? You can't make rain."
Nanzhi silently started pouring rain above his head.
Young general: "General, nectar has fallen from heaven. Please take off your clothes and go to the girl's house."
All the soldiers: Fortunately, the general's love can calm her down (all those who are thinking wrongly).
Nanzhi: How can I eat him? Steamed or braised.
Su Fangmu: My wife always wants to steam and braise me.
A virtuous and beautiful heroine on the outside but a capable foodie on the inside who treats everything as trivial + a loyal and patriotic male protagonist who looks cold and steady on the inside but is gossipy and fearful of being eaten
In fact, it is a story about wanting to eat him, but then being eaten instead. It is so sweet. How could I abuse my daughter? How is it possible?